Walking up the stone stairs of the castle, only the sound of high heels tapping echoed in the silent depths. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Walking in the corridor of the hall, a huge oil painting attracted Ye Fan's attention.

I don't know if this is a custom peculiar to the European aristocracy, but a painting will always be hung in the most conspicuous place.

However, this old oil painting is a bit eerie, not a portrait or an incomprehensible abstract Western scene, but an eerie black seat.

"What is this?"

"The Dark Throne. Monica laughed, "I didn't expect you to be interested in it." Any life that sits on this throne will rule over the entire dark world. ”

"This position is vacant now?" Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and found something strange again.

A bone.

Hanging horizontally on the wall, a complete miserable white rib, a full thirteen pairs!

There are only twelve pairs of ribs in a normal person, and this skeleton actually has one more pair!

"You're so smart, the Dark Throne has been vacant ever since, oh, it's the Bone Lyre, a legacy of St. Anthony, a token of our lineage. Monica raised her hand and pointed at it, and the strange bone piano actually emitted pleasant notes, and the ribs trembled slightly, like piano keys, which could make the faint of heart faint on the spot.

"Your line?"

"Yes, it's us. From the thirteen clans left over from ancient times, there are only nine left now, remember, in the future, you will represent the Bruch family. Monica walked along the marble-paved walkway with her hands behind her back, and the pleasant sound echoed through the castle.

"The Nine Great Families are now divided into three factions, vying for power in the Parliament, and the Bruch family has no intention of seizing the Dark Throne, because the mission of our existence is only to fight and survive. Now, though, things have changed......"

The secret that this woman is talking about now has involved the most secret core event of the blood clan, Ye Fan continued to let her continue, silently, and slowly followed Monica into the depths of the ancient castle.

Two round wooden doors open silently, revealing brilliant lights and velvet tents.

"What changes?" Examining the luxurious bedroom like a queen's bedroom, Ye Fan's gaze fell on Monica's perfect side face.

"You. She turned her head and stared at him with a seductive smile, like a treasure: "Because of your existence, you will break the balance that has existed for a long time, and in the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and trickery must be avoided." ”

"Oh, one force will drop ten, right?" Ye Fan smiled: "So, how many seats do you occupy in the council now?"

Monica pursed her lips, paused for a few seconds, and finally said, "One, there are thirty-nine seats in the council." ”

No wonder the Bruch family made a fortune quietly, they simply did not have the strength to compete for the commander of the dark world, and the only seat they had was probably symbolic.

In fact, in the dark world full of strong clans, Monica has no right to speak at all, and even the countries of Western Europe, the most fundamental birthplace of the blood clan, do not have a place for them to stand, so they have to retreat and go to Southeast Asia and Russia to seek development.

For a long time, bloodline determines status and strength, a prince or duke

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